TITLE: When Megane Screams "Dondake!", History Repeats Itself

PAIRING: Takasugi Shinsuke X Tae Shimura X Gintoki Sakata

GENRE: Comedy/ Romance

RATING: K+

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Gintama. Sorachi ''Gorilla-sensei'' Hideaki owns this awesome story. (ง ͠ ͠° ل͜ °)ง

NOTE: Apologies in advance. Grammatical errors and OOCness ahead.

CHAPTER 1

"IRASSHAIMASE!"

Two kimono-clad women in yellow and blue welcomed him with a beam, enough to brighten up a person's night. He puffed one last smoke in the air and kept his kiseru in his sleeve as he entered the infamous Snack Smile, every male human he knew loved greatly. The store had long been the talk of the town, especially of the foreigners, praising their staff and service that said to rival the world's most luxurious ones. He's gone to many bars in the past years, and never once he visited this Kabuki's despite of it being just a fart away from their ship's station.

As the women walked side by side with him, their smiles expanded, and thanks to his sharp ears could he hear their discreet giggles. It was supposed to attract males like him but, he was unaffected. It's always been like this everywhere he went since he was younger. Sometimes, he wondered if Sakamoto Tatsuma was actually correct about his assessment of him a long time ago, that he was an asexual bonsai─immune to women's charm, only lived by the sword, and a shortie. He remembered pounding him for his latter comment along with two more morons who joined in.

When he sat down on the couch in his designated table, a brown-haired woman in ponytail approached him. The last time he saw her, she was wearing a pink kimono with sakura pattern. This time, it was a white cloth with blue wave pattern.

After a long week of travel in space, Takasugi Shinsuke has finally found peace the day their ship landed on this particular district in Edo. As much as he thinks stars shine beautifully bright like diamonds in the sky, he is done with them. A breath of fresh air and the earth's water are what he needs, plus sake, and normal people. If you think about the creatures that surrounded him all throughout the time he was in space─humans with alien's brain and non-humans with rabbit's ─of course, he needs fresh air.

Five people were now of his assistance. They were asking what he'd like them to serve to him, and when he said his demands, four of them left the table. The smiling brown-head proceeded to settle next to him since she was included in his requests.

She sat beside the man in eye patch with considerable distance. She politely greeted him like what hostesses do to their beloved customers and started entertaining him with conversations he found rather boring. Five more minutes of nonsensical talks, he observed her from head to foot, and said, "It's intriguing to see that you're still as flat as you used to be." From his peripheral vision, the smiling face of the woman turned his way.

And his nose was sore, in one second. He could hear sound of cracking knuckles, the sharp smile on her face. "Why didn't you tell me earlier, Mister, that you'd like to put another patch on that right eye of yours?"

He wiped the blood dripping from his nose. "I thought this was a snack bar? Why's there a violent girl here punching a customer?"

"I thought customers were supposed to be gentle with us? Then, why's the shortie one hurting my feelings?" The woman sniffed as if her feelings were really hurt.

He shook his head. "Did living with that snot-head moron make the screws in your head loose?

"That idiot is an incurable pain in the ass, but I'm normal. You don't have to worry," He was aware, this woman had lots of faces that few people could only tell and he was one of them. He won't miss the change in her tone, the curl in her tone, and her expression that got softer upon the mention of a certain demon with silver hair.

Then and now, that idiot would always be a loser. He smirked. "If he's much that pain, why don't you leave him?"

Takasugi Shinsuke should've expected, he was rewarded with a long pause. Her eyes were now opened and her lips weren't into an upside curve anymore. From the sides of his eyes he could tell, she had a humorless face now as she looked at him. Her facade really easily slips off whenever Sakata Gintoki is mentioned.

He let out his signature chuckle. "Heh. Didn't he teach you how to take a joke, Shimura Tae? "

"Women don't like it if they're being made fun of," her expression turned back to her casual smile. "And one more thing, Mister. It's not Shimura, it's Sakata."

He brought out his kiseru out of the kimono's sleeve and lit it. He puffed a smoke and closed his eyes.

She didn't have to tell him that because he knew. Even if he was miles away from Earth, he knew. He just didn't want to call her that.

Later, four bottles of Dom Peri all for him along with several dishes on small plates finally came up his table. The brown-head hostess beside him bowed her head as the waiters left. She opened one bottle of Dom Peri, and poured it onto his cup all the while he was looking at the woman who was doing her thing. She still had the same fluid, but careful movement as when he first saw her.

Fascinating.

As the brown-head handed him the drink, he intentionally brushed his fingers against hers, and smirked when her large brown orbs found his.

Finally, their eyes met again. It's been five years.

Ever since the great war in Edo. Ever since the first time a woman made his heart skip a beat. Ever since he heard someone shout in the distance.

"DONDAKE?!"

銀魂
To be continued